She let him take her hand, though the gesture was a little surprising. Natalia glanced over at him, an eyebrow going up slightly. "...not that I don't appreciate the sentiment, James, but...since when do you care? Yesterday, you didn't give a damn. You were wolf through and through, and fuck the rest of the world and all of its problems. Now, you're trying to convince me to let down my hair a little and enjoy life more."
It made less than no sense, honestly. And he was assuming quite a bit, if he thought that convincing her to "have fun" meant he'd get laid every time he needed an itch scratched. Their previous trysts had been mistakes, each and every one of them. She didn't need any sort of relationship, with anyone, nor did she want the headache of dealing with one.
"...if all of this uplifting sentiment is about you...getting off, or whatever, I can always find you someone who doesn't mind being paid for it, James." Her lip twisted sourly. "It'll be added to the expense report, like the clothes and groceries." It was a disgusting thought, this dog rolling about with anyone else, but the options were rather limited.
"I ain't never had to pay for it in my life, doll, and I'm not starting now. I'm just saying...you should have a part of your life that you enjoy. Something that's just yours, you know? Everyone needs that. Even you. Especially you. Nobody needs to be wound up that tight."
Bucky keeps touching her hand, keeping it more gentle than he thinks he's ever been around her.
"Could be knitting or some shit for all I care, just needs to be something to blow off the steam. Of course, if you liked what we did, I'm definitely not saying no."
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It made less than no sense, honestly. And he was assuming quite a bit, if he thought that convincing her to "have fun" meant he'd get laid every time he needed an itch scratched. Their previous trysts had been mistakes, each and every one of them. She didn't need any sort of relationship, with anyone, nor did she want the headache of dealing with one.
"...if all of this uplifting sentiment is about you...getting off, or whatever, I can always find you someone who doesn't mind being paid for it, James." Her lip twisted sourly. "It'll be added to the expense report, like the clothes and groceries." It was a disgusting thought, this dog rolling about with anyone else, but the options were rather limited.
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Bucky keeps touching her hand, keeping it more gentle than he thinks he's ever been around her.
"Could be knitting or some shit for all I care, just needs to be something to blow off the steam. Of course, if you liked what we did, I'm definitely not saying no."